I never knew you could love someone so much, so fast. Cache was born on February 24, 2009. He weighed 8 pounds 3 ounces and was 20 1/2 inches long. Steve and I are so happy to have him, it is an unexplainable experience.
I was scheduled for a c-section for Wednesday 2/25/09 at 7:30 am (which was Cache's original due date). I went to the doctor the Friday before and seeing as nothing was happening and Cache was getting bigger and bigger the doctor thought it best to do a c-section .
Monday was my first day off of work. I finished Cache's room, I cleaned the house and I slept... a lot. I thought on Tuesday I would organize the office and dust everything one more time. I was excited to know the time so I could do my hair, put on make up and be ready for new mommy pictures (you have to know me to understand this). Little did I know my son had another plan.
At 1:00 am my water broke.
"Steve!"
"huh, huh, uh are you okay?!"
"I think my water is breaking."
"Are you sure?"
I stood up and sure enough it was definitely breaking.
I took a quick shower, got dressed (skipped the whole cute hair and make-up plan), steve made sure we had everything and we were off at about 1:45.
I got out of the car and apparently my water was not done breaking. We went into the labor and delivery and before Steve could even finish the sentence to ask where to go, the security guard looked at me and said, "Level 5."
I was clutching my purse in front of me hoping I could cover the water. By the time the elevator doors opened, someone answered the phone to let us into labor and delivery, my pants were soaked. One of the nurses gave me a blanket to wrap around me. While the other nurse started giving me papers to fill out (which I didn't know if she was serious because I had water dripping down my legs).
At 2:50 they checked everything, called my doctor and he decided to go ahead with a c-section because Cache was still to high. I asked the nurse if this would be happening in a couple of hours and she said, "Nope this will all happen within the hour."
I was shocked. To say I was nervous would be an understatement. Steve called his parents and mine to let them know. I don' think they knew how fast this was all going to happen, but they all made it.
The epidural was in, they wheeled me down the the operating room. I kept digging my nails into my tummy to make sure I wouldn't feel anything. I didn't If you were wondering if my husband could handle watching them cut me open...oh yes he could. He was fascinated.
I heard my baby cry. They showed Cache to me over the curtain. I started to tear up...of course. I wanted my son. After they cleaned him up a little they showed him to me again for 30 seconds :( and then he went to the nursery and I went to recovery.
2 HOURS later they finally brought Cache to me. He was and still is the most precious thing I have ever seen! Holding him was unreal.
